Well, here we are. Why are we here? Look, I don't know about you, but I'm sure you stumbled upon this place and are now wondering what this is all about.?
I can't help you with the mysteries of life, but maybe you'll appreciate there are others out there who think like you, or hey, maybe I can make you smile and forget about how miserable your life actually is just for a moment.
That cute kid over there is my son Bruce. He's eating a nice hunk of lemon cake. Yummy! I learn from him every day what are the truly important things in life. For one, lemon cake. And something to wash it down, like a nice glass of milk. Of course, don't ever give him a real glass, not such a good idea. Every time I get to a point in my life and think about the things at work that drive me crazy, or why that person from the bank keeps calling no matter if I've SWORN to them yes the check IS IN THE $%*#&* MAIL for the third time this week, Bruce eats the cake, trying to make me and my wife Kyna, or himself, laugh.
Then off he goes to play with his train set or go draw. He tries to sneak in some drawing on his body with the markers when he thinks no one is looking. Thankfully they are WASHABLE. Whew.
Listen, I'm going to get right down to the purpose of this blog. I need to practice my writing skills. I'm contemplating a life changing, career changing crossroads, and you, the hapless reader, are going to watch the trainwreck unfold. I'm new to blogging, but not to writing, and you're bound to see some mistakes, and horrible unspeakable things. Enjoy!
Mike
